Chapter 94 Xuande Cave Three-Day Tour 2

Seeing that Fuchen Laodao looked pitiful and was about to commit suicide, An Bochen couldn't bear it and hurriedly said, "Well, just get up. Let's go."

Hearing the words, the dust, who was wiping his tears, burst into tears and laughed. How dare he say more? He quickly got up and made a gesture of invitation.

Simajin curled her lips helplessly, stared at An Bochen, and then flew to the peak in the distance with the dust.

"Huh, Xiao Anzi, do you have to mess with me?"

A little far away from the floating dust flying with cranes, Simajin stared at An Bochen and said anly.

"Hong Fu, look at his age..."

"If you are a good person, I am a bad person?"

Before An Bochen finished speaking, Simajin interrupted angrily, "You don't know that if they hadn't thought we were immortals in the upper world, how could it be like this? It is necessary to kill and seize the treasure. If you have nothing to do, you are not a traitor or a thief. Are you really single-minded when you pretend to be the right one? Besides, I'm like this to hide my identity. The higher the posture, the less they will doubt and dare not act rashly... That's all. In a moment, I'll pretend to be a black face, and you will be a white face, and continue to be your bad person. Hearing Sima Jin's words, An Bochen also felt that there was some truth. He smiled awkwardly and scratched his head: "Yes, Hong Fu, how do you know Jin Dan? Also, why do floating clouds regard us as immortals?

"Jin Dan... I have read a lot of girls' books, and I have seen them before.

Sima Jin said vaguely and said thoughtfully, "The master of a peak in the hall is just a golden Dan period. It seems that the practitioners here are not very powerful."

"But the floating clouds look much more powerful than us." An Bochen interrupted.

"It's also... This Jindan period only has the vitality of Tianpin monks. And so on, isn't my Da Kuang's divine master equivalent to the Yuanying period... The premise is that Xuande Dongtian has a monk in the Yuanying period.

"Yuanying period?" An Bochen doubted, "What is the Yuanying period?"

Seeing that he spilled his mouth, Simajin flashed and said, "Don't worry so much about it. You can act like a little later, and let me deal with the rest. Remember, don't hold me back!"

While talking, the two of them were almost at the peak.

The mountains are continuous, and the peaks rise one after another, straight into the sky. The sound of gurgling water can be faintly heard in the mountains, and there is a fairyland atmosphere.

This mountain is called Taibai Mountain, which is the largest mountain group in the sky, and the main peak of Taibai Mountain is naturally Taibai Peak. At this time, in the Taibaifeng Hall, four Taoist people with deep breath sat down in turn, and two accompanying disciples stood behind each old Taoist. In the lower hall, there are also nearly a hundred practicing disciples standing, full of energy and full of expectation.

"Brother, I haven't seen a fairy come down to earth for nearly ten thousand years. How can two immortals suddenly come down to earth today? It's so strange."

It was a Taoist aunt who spoke. She was obviously very experienced when she could sit in the upper hall. She could look at her face, but she was no different from an ordinary woman in her thirties.

Sitting at the top is a broad-faced old man, who is the head of the generation of Taibai Mountain. Before he could open his mouth, a strange voice came from the side: "What the sister said is that we have never seen the immortals to the earth, but even the master has only heard of it. Brother, you need to be cautious about this matter.

The tall and thin old man said, looking at the dark dwarf on the other side, he also nod repeatedly.

"Six of the brothers don't believe in their brothers, can't they still believe the Tianshu Baorug left by their ancestors?"

The head of Taibai finally opened his mouth, and his voice was strong, like a big bell ringing, with majestic momentum.

"I dare not."

The three Taoist people arched their hands together and looked respectful.

Looking at the bronze mirror in front of the four people, it was An Bochen and Sima Jin in the mirror. The head of Taibai swept the dust and said, "Although the two immortals seem to have low cultivation, since the red fairy can tell the cultivation of floating clouds, it is obvious that the real cultivation is far higher. In addition, the snake demon under their feet could have become a refined shape for a long time, but it was driven by them. Only the legendary immortals have such a handwriting.

If his words are heard by An Bochen, he will not laugh or cry. An Bochen and Simajin wandered in Liujing, and what they were looking for was the secrets of immortals. At present, Xuande Dongtian was regarded as the legendary fairy, which was really ironic.

After a pause, the head of Taibai said again, "However, this immortal doesn't look very young, and his heart is like an urchin. If they are served comfortably, at that time, the elixir and fairy secrets will not roll in.

When the words fell, the three Taoist people looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

......

"Hong Fu, what are you going to do when you arrive at Taibai Mountain?"

The mountain wind hits the face, carrying the smell of dust far away from the ordinary. Looking at the scenery in the mountains, An Bochen is relaxed and happy, but he is a little worried that Sima Jin will "do something wrong". Until now, An Bochen still feels a little unreal. Perhaps because the world is too far away, An Bochen comes here with a bamboo stick and can return to the Dragon Girl Palace in three days. He is relaxed and has no too much worry.

"It depends. If they treat each other sincerely, they will have a good meal and go back after playing for three days. If they want to play some tricks..."

With that, the corners of Simajin's mouth were slightly upturned: "Since this is a blessed place, there must be a lot of fun. With our identity as immortals, those panacea and cultivation secrets are not rolling in."

"No matter what, you take advantage of it." An Bochen curled his lips helplessly.

"The practitioners here major in Jindan Avenue. The so-called roads are all connected. Why don't you want to see Jindan Avenue?"

With white eyes, An Bochen, Sima Jin grabbed the snake scales's hand and used his strength. Dahei ate pain and suddenly flew forward to catch up with the floating cloud Taoist.

At this time, Fuyun was already extremely afraid of Simajin. Seeing Simajin staring at him, the corners of his mouth twitched, he quickly nodded and lowered his head and said, "It's time, fairy, don't worry. The bottom is Taibai Lord Peak. The eldest brother and several peak masters are waiting for the two immortals."

"I know." Simajin said lightly.

Floating clouds didn't know what to say. They were sweating and suffering in their hearts. They didn't breathe a little until the main peak was approaching.

At the main peak of Taibai, thousands of disciples lined up, with flying swords on their backs on their backs, looked at the two-headed snakes falling from the sky with reverence, and bent down in unison: "See Shangxian."

Most of these disciples have built a foundation, and their voices are loud. Thousands of people shout together and grow up. Sima Jin doesn't care, but it makes An Bochen's ears buzz and be shocked.

The most annoying thing is the big black. When the ignorant Fu demon saw the little man with a flying sword in his back shouting at it, he couldn't help opening his eyes and looking up and roaring. A black wind gushed out of its mouth, which made more than a thousand disciples' clothes and hair fly. They stood unsteadily. They were shocked and looked at An Bochen and Simajin with a little more fear.

"Shangxian, please."

He looked at the dark in surprise, and the floating dust laughed dryly and pointed to the hall under him. Outside the door of the hall, four Taoist people led a group of inner disciples to worship the sky.

Simajin nodded slightly and turned to An Bochen and said, "No evil?"

An Bochen understood and threw the innocence to Sima Jin.

The floating dust Taoist turned around and was suddenly stunned, but for a moment, the ferocious and terrible double-headed snake disappeared. The two "shangxian" stepped on the silver gun, floated away the dust, and flew straight to the hall.

The art of swordsmanship is not rare in Xuande Cave. Everything can be used until the golden elixir period, but I have never seen anyone fly twice.

He was not only a disciple of Taibai, but also the head of Taibai with a surprised face. He secretly said in his heart that he was indeed an immortal, different and detached. Seeing that the two "immorals" were approaching, the head of Taibai restrained his color and led the three peak masters to meet them.

"In the contemporary head of Xiataibai Mountain, Taibai Shangren and the four peaks in the southeast and northwest to see Shangxian."

An Bochen didn't say anything. He stood aside and only watched how Simajin played this good play.

"Get up."

Simajin hooked his finger and wrote lightly. Without waiting for Taibai Shangren to open his mouth, he suddenly smiled and said, "You call yourself a superior, but you don't know that Taibai Shangren is Guigeng this year?"

Taibai was stunned and puzzled, but he also said respectfully, "I'll send it back to the immortals, and there will be three hundred this year."

Three hundred years old...

An Bochen was secretly surprised and heard Sima Jin sneered and said, "I have been practicing for 300 years, but it's just Jin Dan Dacheng."

Hearing this, Taibai Zhangmen and the rest of the peak masters not only did not attack, but were awe-inspiring.

"To tell you the truth, in the ten-thousand-year history of my Taibai Mountain, Jindan Dacheng has been the peak. Could it be that Shangxian still knows that Jindan..." With a slight hesitation, the head of Taibai lowered his head, his eyes flashed, and he tried to say.

"So, isn't it that you, Xuande Dongtian, don't even have a monk in the Yuanying period?"

Sima Jin narrowed her eyes slightly and said leisurely.

Her voice fell, and the face of Taibai Zhangmen and the four peak masters changed sharply. They looked at the disciples behind her and saw that they were not different, so they were relieved.

"The immortals are really extraordinary. This is not a place to talk. Please move to the hall. The disciples have set up a banquet and only wait for the two immortals to drive."

Taibai's headman said carefully, leading An Bochen and Simajin into the hall. The four peak masters followed him, each of whom was followed by two disciples. The rest of the disciples, whether at the outer or the inner door, were left outside the hall, waiting respectfully.

It seems that there is indeed Yuan Ying's words, but why is the head of Taibai so flustered that he doesn't seem to want his disciples to hear it?

An Bochen was puzzled and didn't have time to think about it. The strong smell of vegetables came to his nose, and An Bochen couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Looking up, the banquet has been well done. The five-foot-long wooden table is full of variety, and there are all kinds of delicacies - almost no An Bochen can name it. And Simajin was also stunned. She thought that the so-called banquets of the monaste school were just some light vegetarian dishes, but there were meat and vegetables. Roughly speaking, there were at least 70 or 80 dishes. They were not only touching, but also fragrant. She was also subconsciously swallowed her saliva.

Looking at a dish in the golden plate in the center, Sima Jin frowned slightly and showed deep thought.

The dusty Taoist beside him looked at the words and colors, and he was secretly proud. He coughed softly and said respectfully, "The main dish is called Yunlong Shengtian, and I took a 500-year-old dragon in Taibai Mountain. Although it is not as good as the dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder that the immortals usually eat, the dishes in the lower world are better than many kinds. Cooking, braised, frying and roasting, there are 18 ways to make just one leg..."

Before the floating dust Taoist finished speaking, he only felt a breeze passing by. An Bochen and Simajin were not in the mood to listen to his wordy. At this time, there was a greedy worm in their stomach, their eyes shining, drooling, and the two flew to the banquet.

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(I will find another day or two to update this week.)